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Chapter 1145 The Strict System of the Logistics Department

"Captain Ovia."

Ovia, who was immersed in her inner world, came back to her senses, stood up and saluted, "Marshal, please give me your orders."

Hearing the familiar voice, Ignis turned his head slightly and looked at Ovia, with longing in his eyes, which was then replaced by indifference.

"I have something else to discuss with Paladin Lionas. I will leave General Ignis to you."

"Yes, Marshal."

Oviya showed a look of delight on his face, beat his chest and saluted, then answered loudly.

Weilin did not interrupt the father and son's reunion. He turned to look at Ignis and said, "General Ignis, you should follow Captain Ovia to familiarize yourself with the Griffin Knights for the next few days."

"I will obey your orders, Marshal."

After the two men left the tent, Moon said, "Knight Yongxi, the people have been brought here. I will take my leave first."

"Pastor Moon, take care."

After watching the other party leave, Weilin returned to the main seat and continued to discuss important matters with Lionas.

Half an hour later, the two ended the meeting.

As soon as Lionas left the tent, Weilin led the red-armored female knight to the logistics camp.

I haven't seen Xuemiya for many days and I missed her very much. I went to the logistics camp to check out how to damage the magic equipment in a reasonable way.

Having a Judgment Knight overseeing logistics is difficult, but this does not pose a problem for him.

"marshal."

A Knight of Inquisition who was counting military supplies saw Weilin and immediately put down the documents and quill in his hands, beating his chest and saluted.

Looking at the cargo on the back of the 15-meter-long camel beast, Weilin asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Reporting to the Marshal, these are red honey bricks shipped from the Province of Holy Song, specially supplied to the 27th Legion for daily consumption." Upon hearing this, the Knight of Judgment replied respectfully.

Weilin looked at the wooden box taken from the camel, waved his hand to open it, took out a red honey brick, opened the white paper wrapped outside, broke off a small piece, put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

A weak magical power surged into the body, and under the effect of the breathing method, it was transformed into an imperceptible fighting spirit.

As for the taste, it is not as sweet as expected, or even has no taste at all.

Looking at the remaining red honey bricks in his hand, Weilin wrapped them up and put them back into the wooden box. As soon as he raised his head, he saw the Knight of Judgment writing furiously.

"At 9773:12 p.m. on December 19, 11 in the Glorious Calendar, the Marshal opened a box of red honey bricks numbered "Anthem-218-" in the No. storage area on the north side of the temporary military supply storage site and took out a small piece, which weighed about grams."

After the writing was completed, the Knight of Judgment saw a pair of eyes staring at the document.

"Is it necessary to record it in such detail?" Weilin pointed at the text above and asked curiously.

"Marshal, Lord Leonus has stipulated that all military supplies, even a nail made of ordinary iron, must be clearly identified."

Weilin patted the Judgement Knight on the shoulder and encouraged him, "Very good. Keep working hard."

"Yes, Marshal."

After leaving the temporary storage area for supplies, Weilin began to change his mind as he walked towards the tent where his wife was.

Since the Ninth Corps has extremely strict control over its military supplies, it is impossible that the same is true for other corps.

For example, if a certain corps, a certain army, or a certain army is short of military supplies, it is reasonable for you to provide some support as the corps marshal for the sake of justice.

Once the supplies are in the hands of the other party, there will be a legitimate reason to scrap them.

Or you could destroy a certain unit first and then provide support.

In a word, there are always more solutions than problems.

Before he knew it, Weilin arrived in front of a tent in the logistics camp.

The two guards on duty saw Weilin and were about to salute, but he waved his hand to stop them.

Hiding his figure, Weilin entered the tent and saw Xuemiya busy processing various documents. Her review speed amazed Weilin.

Beside her, two nuns dressed in holy clothes were kneeling on both sides, waiting for orders.

As expected, it was arranged by Leonus.

Coming behind Xuemiya, Weilin reached out and hugged her.

Feeling her husband's hand, Xuemiya put down the quill in her hand, turned around to look at Weilin, and asked with a smile: "Why are you here?"

Weilin placed his head on Xuemiya's shoulder and whispered in her ear, "I have nothing to do, so I came to see you."

Xuemiya looked at her husband's actions and waved to the two high-level silver nuns, signaling them to go out and rest.

Upon seeing this, the two men bowed their heads slightly, then stood up and left the tent.

When there were only two people left in the tent, Xuemiya raised the magic shield, then leaned back and lay in her husband's arms, saying with a somewhat resentful tone: "If I had known you were so free, I would have asked you to help me deal with the affairs."

"Ahem." Weilin coughed lightly after hearing Xuemiya's words and said, "Do you want me to dispatch a few mages from the floating fleet to help you handle the affairs?"

Xue Mia heard her husband's concern and smiled, "I'm kidding, it's not that busy. I handle affairs once every three days, and each time does not exceed five hours. It's actually quite free."

After they exchanged a few words, they lay down on the blanket and enjoyed the quiet moment...

Half an hour later, Xuemia sat up and removed the magic shield.

Seeing this, Weilin sat down next to Xuemia, put his hand on her waist, and summoned the red-armored female knight to come in.

Outside the tent, the red-armored female knight heard her master's voice and walked into the tent without hesitation. She came to Weilin, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully, "Master."

"During this period of time, let Claire temporarily serve as your attendant and help you with some chores."

Xuemia looked up and down the strange female knight in front of her. She was very beautiful and pleasing to the eye, so she nodded in agreement.

"Then I'll stay."

"By the way, how does the military deal with damaged equipment?"

"Very strict." Xuemiya smiled and replied, "If an excellent weapon or magic item is damaged or lost, the logistics officer needs to confirm and sign the file to make it clear."

"If an excellent-grade weapon or magical item is damaged, I will be required to sign for it."

"As for the damage or loss of extraordinary-level and above weapons and equipment or magical items, Deputy Marshal Lionas is required to confirm it."

"Moreover, this system does not distinguish between wartime and rest time. As long as the Ninth Corps still exists, it must be implemented according to this system."

Upon hearing this, Weilin stroked his chin and said to himself, "So strict, isn't it because they are on guard against me?"

"Welin, do you know how many Judgment Knights there are in the Logistics Department?" Xuemiya asked with a smile, looking at her husband's expression.

"I haven't thought about this." Weilin shook his head and then looked at Xuemiya, waiting for her answer.

Seeing this, Xuemiya stopped playing dumb and raised three fingers, saying, "Eight hundred Judgment Knights, twice as many as other legions."

"Such an exaggeration."

Weilin looked at his wife with some suspicion, always feeling that she was deceiving him.